We in the USA do not eat rice. I did not know they eat rice in Affrica. It looks like most of the world eats rice.
I was in the Philippines for 2 weeks in October and I was so sick of rice…at the hotel they had an “American” breakfast, so they called it but it had rice. I would not think that something like rice would be a big deal for the students. Something new learned.

I have grown up in America with a fair amount of rice among our meals, but more like 2-3 times a month rather than 2-3 times a day. And I liked it. I spent three weeks in Congo…and I remember the first night, I got home, I bit into a burrito, that just happened to be loaded with rice, and I was really disappoint. They eat soooo much rice in Congo, that when I got home, I had no desire to eat rice for several months! With that said, as missionaries, we were lucky that we were able to eat rice with some sort of meat every day.

Just so you guys know “Bob’s Red Mill” Brown Rice Farina is what I often have for breakfast with organic mangoes. Available at all Whole Foods’ locations. I love rice as long as it is accompanied with meat, hot sauce, salt, possibly eggs. Or in the case of breakfast…mangoes. I have been to the Philippines, the Dominican Republic but not Uganda or Africa at all yet…but I had mangoes put in my eggs at our hotel and I thought that was really neat. They also had mango sauce which I was amazed b/c it tasted so good. It was probably mango and sugar. I will say it again…”I have been to the Philippines!!!!!!!! ;)’ I have been to the Dominican Republic twice and the first time I was too weak to mix cement with a shovel, but the second time they said “fuerte” which I was extremely proud to redeem my failure from the first trip One last time I have been to the Philippines!!!!!!!!!!;) I am so thankful I was able to earn enough CA$H so I could pay for the trip to visit the boys I sponsor. I was even given a coconut but it didn’t have any milk in it. I remember eating chickens in the Dominican Republic and I think they were the chickens that were running around us. I got some terrible stomach sickness either from those chickens or the water but it felt so good once it went away. This old lady gave me this pill called “lemodil” that made me not go the bathroom for 24hrs. Without her medicine I would have been completely out of it for a good part of the trip. After that little incident I can see how diahrea can be such a serious problem!